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Liquid substance already consuming me, I see others inhaling,
by Play-A-War
28 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 2 6:07 AM
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I’m a moth, seeking light.
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Confusion sets in like an anchor, hooking deep, piercing, distinctly,
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Whether to unravel, open the contents, let them soak themselves in what,
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Blowing upon words, giving each life,
emphasising on there honest meaning.
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Fumble, fumble a way through searching for something, to-which
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Closed captions of what not to do.
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Ruffling, shady retreats, gusting over, your face is-
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Your poison leaks through into me, as you’re damping my
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Twisting, twirling life’s choices,
hanging on the tip of my tongue
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Shades of life around me, so mystified and blurry-
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Happy prances of thee feet, swimming thoughts of missed choices;
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Tapping on the outside, scraps
of life’s uncertainty is the heap
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I am a walking contradiction, helping others, but not helping
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Slow paces walked, smoothly, looking all around, I see
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Gust of untouched words, spill,
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Spectacular, these thoughts, of you. Your words rain down on me, yet
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I am a living oxymoron, breathe me in, choke on all I behold,
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Free falling complexities indulge me, leaving me swept softly, I surrender
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Walk free standing Into nothing but a trance.
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You know I could do with you here, gathering me up, opening me up,
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Pull tragically piercing me, hush your sounds, shrinking down,
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Tender shocks of sweet reality intakes my being, letting sting, further I walk.
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With dreams, with ideas are bodies will seek, longing searching for
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Rounded answers swerve, enwrapping all with each
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Wake up, you see it all in true eyes,
suffocating appearances, tortured
by Play-A-War
17 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 28 1:54 PM 2008
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Ambush of reality, as you sink
so far down boundlessly, gripping
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Influx of smearing, streaming, stuttering ideas of once possessed
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